Drab day to be looking for Ruby Tuesday photographs last week. I saw lots of red over near Orpha’s. Tulsa’s most venerable dive bar.
(No I was not in Orpha’s before I captured this image. I kind of like the tilt, sorry.)
I’ve seen lots of people passed out in front of it over the years. Well maybe two or three in twenty years.
As some of you know, I work for natural gas pipeline company. So I’m really liking their gas meter. Sure looks better than standard utility company gray.
Occupy Tulsa returned after an extended break. No camping this time, they gathered at the Federal Courthouse in Tulsa. They brought a drum this time. But they were all by themselves.
Except that Tulsa’s welcome wagon was there. No gift baskets though.
Everybody seemed to be having a great time during a chilly noontime.
So, what do you think about the Occupy movement? Has it got legs or is winding down?
Since I’ve been participating in Skywatch Friday I spend a lot more time looking up than I used to.
It’s interesting to me all the different patterns, textures, and colors one can see.
Sometimes it looks like God is plowing the sky.
I wonder what he is going to plant?
The Leftovers by Tom Perrotta is a book about the aftermath of a rapture. One day, about dinnertime, a good portion of the earth’s population simply disappears into thin air. The people remaining are left to deal with it the best way they can. What they endure is not a God induced misery of plagues and famine. They are left to deal with the tribulation of dealing their feelings and sense of loss with their wives, husbands, children, parents, friends, family, coworkers and acquaintances that just plain disappeared one day with no warning.
The rapture didn’t follow any rhyme or reasons, many devout Christians were left behind while atheists, Hindus, Moslems, and other non-Christians went. There was not any word sent down from God about what he was up to either. Some families were left intact, in others, all but one member of a large family left. Softball teams were left without center fielders.
So everybody tried to work there way through the results. Some just made the best of it and tried to maintain an upbeat attitude. Others didn’t want to forget and didn’t want others to forget. They joined a cult called the Guilty Remnant. They live communally, wear only white, and smoke continually to show their status. They follow people around just to show they are watching them. Especially people who are about to do some sinning.
I try not to read book reviews before I do mine. That way I have nobody to blame for my uninspiring, off point reviews which despite that are all mine, but I loved the following blurb about this book from a review by Stephen King. He said:
“The Leftovers is, simply put, the best Twilight Zone episode you never saw.”–Stephen King, New York Times Book Review
That in a nutshell pretty well sums it up.
I loved this book. I give it four stars out of five. I have never read Tom Perotta before. I’ll be checking into his other books. Get it at your local library!! Save some bucks.
So why is Sweetie so danged happy? Look at her. She’s positively giddy.
I think it is because she is missing out on a geocaching adventure.
She’ll go geocaching with me, and she is good at it. But she doesn’t mind missing an outing.
Even when I took these ladies geocaching. I mean they look nice but they just couldn’t get into it.
(No I didn’t really take them geocaching, but I could tell they wanted me to ask them to go.)
They weren’t really dressed for it either. I found a couple other people to go geocaching with me. Smarter than the cheerleaders, and really, better looking also.
My friend Jonni of That’s Baloney on the right and her neighbor Diane, on the left. I’ll take them geocaching over Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders any day. Jonni is also one of the Real Housewives of Oklahoma (“RHOK”) who are a hoot. Check them out. They brought their great kids Michael and John. None of them had ever been geocaching before. So that made them “Muggles.” Muggles are what geocachers call non-geocachers. It’s from the Harry Potter books where muggles are just regular non-wizard people.
My mission Sunday was to lead Jonni, Diane, and their kids away from being muggles to the salvation of being geocachers.
Of course, the ever stylish Jonni had all the right clothes and accessories. Note the led lights on her ball cap and the carabiners. Check out the footwear.
Neiman Marcus I think, their geocaching collection. That’s where Jonni gets her snuggies. But keep that on the “down low” she doesn’t want people to think she is putting on airs.
Everybody took a turn with the GPSr going from cache to cache at the Ray Harrell Nature Park in Broken Arrow. Above Michael is putting back together a cache we found. Below is his mom, running on ahead looking for the next one.
Of course when we found it it was like “take a picture of my cache.” OK J. We got it.
The kids had a good time exchanging trinkets and signing the logs. You may wonder where SPB is? Well, he and I have found over 1100 so he’s a little jaded.
Anyways Jonni, Diane, and their kids are no longer muggles! Welcome them into the fold. Four more saved! That is how evangalism is done, one person at a time.
Jonni’s version of the day is posted on the RHOK blog.
If you are a muggle and are tired of the shame and want to find out how to not be a muggle any more or just want to find out more about geocaching check out Geocaching 101.
Starting out on a run after work last Fall.
My shadow was cast clear across a four lane street.
Yogi Pneumbra?
This past week we had great weather. One day at lunch I sneaked off to the nearby suburb of Sand Springs to check out a geocache, or two at their River City Park right on the Arkansas River.
There was a lot of stuff to see on the way to the caches. The park has its own Rodeo Arena.
Complete with grandstands.
No horses in the grandstands though.
There is a bicycle BMX park also. It looks like loads of fun..
I did a little trespassing and got up on the levee. Strictly forbidden,
but officer I wanted to get some shots of the Gerdau Steel Mill. It has been shut down, as far as I can tell, since 2009. The place used to be bustling. Pretty sad.
I finally got close to the cache. It is called “Jesse James.” I am not going to spoil things by showing the cache location.
It is not named after the outlaw but a famous bucking horse. I googled and searched. There was a bucking horse of that name back in the early 1960’s that couldn’t hardly be ridden by anybody but I couldn’t close the loop with Sand Springs, Oklahoma nor Willie Mendell. Anybody out there know anything about Jesse James the horse?
I love mysteries like that.
Well anyways, I got back to my car after all my wandering around and guess what…
All was well with my (Kia) Soul.
Have you had any good walks lately?
